Benzino feat Busta Rhymes and M.O.P. Figadoh (Remix) Lyrics

[Intro]
Get money, get that dough
Get money, get that dough
Get money, get that dough
What, what, get that dough
Get that dough, get that dough
Get that dough, get that dough
Get that dough, Figadoh

[Busta Rhymes]
Ray Benzino.. Hangmen 3..
Bus-a-Bus.. M.O.P...
What the f___?
Let's give it to ya
Yeah, what the f___ y'all want? (Ha ha ha)
What the f___ y'all want? (Ha ha ha)
What the f___ y'all want? (Ha ha ha)
Come on (Ha ha ha)

[Busta Rhymes]
Guess who's comin through right now, b____?
To smack you with the force to kill a f___ing cow, b____
Hunh, I told you not to f___ around, b____
Foul n____, that's the way we gettin down, b____
You shook f__got, I'ma keep you m_________ers shaking
And run around just like a crazy big foot Jamaican
See there's no mistaking, see you can never replace me, n____
They think you alien, whippin s___ like a hated n____
I wonder, wise guy trife and said to me
What we be on and that we would have a recipe
Talk, what they talkin bout rude boy?
Some gully n____s up in the place, we comin through, boy
The news be tryin and run go report n____s
The way they do when immigration trt to deport n____s
Ray Benzino, Bus-a-Bus and M.O.P.
Just for the record - none of you n____s can f___ with me!

[Chorus 2x w/ Busta Rhymes ad libs]
Figadoh
Doooooooooough
Fi-ga-doh, Figa-da-doh!
Fi-ga-doh, Figa-da-doh!
You know me, Figada-figada-figada
Get that dough, Figada-doh

[Benzino]
Me and Bus-a-Bus breakin bread dough town
f___ a bus - we private jet Motown
Boston streets.. where I put my flow down
Hold up, you shakin it fast, b____ slow down
Blaze shots for the gangster in me
You scared to carry heat, don't hang with me (m_________er)
Big guns, no thang to me
Top three is what I aim to be
Hunh, and what I rep.. mainly 3
Ain't no m____fucka spittin flames like me
Original gon come, brew it up
M.O.P. gon come, to rip it up
When I reach, it ain't to greet you
f___ your people, m_________er pleased to meet you
B-E-N-Z-I-N-O...
This the remix, Figadoh, b____!

[Chorus]

[Lil' Fame]
(Bom bom bom) F-I-Z-Z-Y dub O
Mack (Bingfield, B.K.) Oh!
Bring b____ out of the bubbs warrior style
Throwing bricks, bottles and slugs (Get it on son!)
I spit 8 bars and smack the f___ out the engineer before the songs done
Just to make this s___ more hotter
So tighten up your training wheels b____...
Cause your f___ing with a scholar

[Billy Danze]
With this I step lively, talking to myself cause I'm mad
With a mack 10 to spin - back up n____! (Back up n____!)
Watch out n____.. (Watch out n____!)
I'm coming, mojo smokin, I ain't jokin f__got, I'm gunnin
I ain't hear nothin, start runnin
Why you suprised, you a f___ing with a man who got.. (Fire!)
With sides will.. (Fire!)
Any n____ that want it, any n____ that front it, I pump one in his stomach

[Chorus]